She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

Day two.

The dim light of the morning light sneaked in through the window lattice. Qiao Zhenzhen opened her eyes. After being confused for a while, she realized that she was no longer in the "home" where she had lived for three months.

Ten Wan beside him was still sleeping with his arms and legs spread out.

Qiao Zhenzhen smiled, stood up, and changed into the training clothes she had asked the sewing room to make before. It was similar to the clothes worn by old ladies practicing Tai Chi in modern parks, except for an extra belt.

When I opened the door, I found that Xia Xiang and Dong Xiang were already waiting in front of the door with toiletries. The wing here had no inner and outer rooms, so they could only wait in front of the door.

Xia Xiang said: "Why did the girl get up without calling us?"

"You don't have to wait in front of the door starting tomorrow. Just wait until I get up and fetch water." Qiao Zhenzhen said

"What if I let my wife know..."

Qiao Zhenzhen interrupted: "Since you are here for Qingxiu, you have to live a different life than at home. Even if mother knew about it, she wouldn't blame you."

It was comfortable to be waited on, but with the room crowded around her so early in the morning, she didn't feel as comfortable as she let on.

Moreover, she and Xie Qianzhong were just beginning to establish a relationship. From the way she dressed and dressed, she could tell that her life was very simple. She was afraid that he would not be able to get used to this wealthy person's behavior, and would think that she had no ability to take care of herself, and would dislike her. .

"No need to say much, just listen to me."

"Yes, girl." Xia Xiang responded, carrying the washbasin to the bathroom, and then asked, "Then you have to let Dong Xiang comb your hair."

Qiao Zhenzhen touched her casually tied high ponytail and said, "From now on, I won't do women's hairstyle in the temple. It's a temple after all, so it's better not to go outside. If you go out, it's not convenient to meet the masters."

Dongxiang nodded, and Xiaxiang smiled and said: "No wonder you asked Dongxiang to secretly make you a few sets of simple men's clothes and brought them over under the box."

"If my mother sees it, she may not think too much and won't agree to my coming." Qiao Zhenzhen rubbed a towel and washed her face, "I just saw Aunt Hong doing morning exercises with Ruyi? You all got up so early. Everyone was tired yesterday. Not much sleep either.”

After saying that, she suddenly became alarmed that she was showing her true nature and seemed too considerate. As expected, she relaxed a little after "the copy was released."

Although she had been polite and courteous to strangers before, she tried her best to remain "arrogant" in Xuefuan, which would make the servants think that she only made "two faces" for the sake of fame, rather than a complete change in personality. .

Fortunately, Xia Xiang didn't think too much, "I can sleep anywhere. The house has been unoccupied for too long and it smells old."

Dong Xiang remained silent.

As the eldest maid next to Mo Yuying, Xia Xiang's food, clothing, housing and transportation are actually better than those of ordinary girls. Although she has to serve others, she does light work.

As for Qiao Zhenzhen, she had lived in an eight-bed room without a toilet for four years. Fortunately, she had strong adaptability and could handle hardships and sweets.

After washing up, she came to the courtyard. Song Honggu had just finished a set of boxing, and there was some sweat on her forehead. She casually wiped it with her sleeve and said, "Get up."

Qiao Zhenzhen greeted her with a smile: "Good morning, Aunt Hong, I got up late."

"It's not too late, just start at this time from now on."

Qiao Zhenzhen nodded: "Shall we start now?"

Satisfaction and wishful thinking step aside.

Song Honggu took a look at Qiao Zhenzhen first and was quite satisfied with her dress. "Let's start with the stance first. Regardless of other things, the foot must be stable."

Under her demonstration, Qiao Zhenzhen arranged her movements, and then Song Honggu helped her adjust her movements slightly, leaving her standing under the tree alone.

This is a high pile, not the low pile in the Kung Fu movies Qiao Zhenzhen used to watch. It is not difficult to stand up. The main thing is meditation and persistence.

Song Honggu originally thought that she, a rich young lady with delicate skin and tender flesh, would get tired in a short time. Unexpectedly, almost half an hour later, although Qiao Zhenzhen's cheeks were red, she was sweating profusely, and her legs were shaking slightly, she still persisted.

In the end, it was Song Honggu who asked her to stop.

"I didn't expect the girl to be quite perseverant."

"I'm serious about learning martial arts." Qiao Zhenzhen slapped her sore and stiff thigh.

She had experienced formal military training, although it was only a month.

The instructor specifically chose the sun to stand in a military posture, and it took almost an hour to stand. Not only that, there was one time when hundreds of people in a grade were in the field. It suddenly rained and then cleared up. Without any orders, everyone just stood there and waited for their military uniforms to get wet and dry, let alone set off at two or three in the middle of the night. I didn't go back to school until noon. I was wearing military rubber shoes and my feet were bleeding when I came back.

It can't be said to be painful, but it really exercised her body and spirit, and it also allowed her to experience many firsts, and she admired the soldiers of the motherland.

The ways of learning martial arts are generally similar, so she is not just talking about it, she has already made up her mind.

Song Honggu was stunned and looked at her seriously again.

The girl in front of her looks extremely beautiful, which is difficult to describe in words. Her skin is as smooth as jade. Although she is dressed simply, she can be easily distinguished from the other maids by her calm and relaxed body.

It seemed that she couldn't survive the life of an ordinary person, let alone hardship.

This is not the first young lady from a wealthy family she has taught. Her past experience tells her that if she teaches too seriously, she will be criticized.

And this daughter of the Mo family seems to be very special.

Qiao Zhenzhen waved her hands, expanded her chest and kicked her legs, "Aunt Hong, will you still stand for a while?"

Song Honggu came back to her senses and said, "Eat breakfast first. Stand for a while later. You are a beginner, so you don't need to take too long. You can do it step by step so as not to hurt your muscles and bones."

Xia Xiang stood aside for a long time, then quickly handed him a cup of tea.

Qiao Zhenzhen was really thirsty, so she took it and drank it all in one gulp. Seeing that her eyes were red, she asked in surprise: "Why are you crying?"

Xia Xiang took the handkerchief and pressed the corners of her eyes, "I think it's too hard for me to see the girl. Otherwise, we'd better not learn!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I just started." Qiao Zhenzhen laughed, "You change your clothes and take two guards with you to the kitchen of the temple to see how the food problem for the people in our courtyard will be solved in the future. "

Xia Xiang responded.

Then he saw Dongxiang handing tea to Song Honggu, and ordered: "Put the tea aside, we will pour it when we are thirsty. Dongxiang, see if you can bring suitable materials to make two changes of clothes with Aunt Hong."

He turned to Song Honggu and said:

"If you are in the house, you should have four sets of clothes in a season. Now that we are going out, we should keep everything simple." I saw that Song Honggu's bags were light, so I thought that she would just change clothes.

Touka nodded and went into the house to get the ruler.

Song Honggu didn't refuse and said, "Cotton is fine."

"This satin doesn't absorb sweat." Qiao Zhenzhen pulled up her sleeves and said, "Let Dongxiang make you two comfortable pajamas." Seeing Dongxiang come out, she added, "Dongxiang's needlework is no worse than those in the sewing room, and more meticulous. .”